C429 A Heavy Bamboo Basket

The little guy, Yun Hao, frowned in dissatisfaction: "What does it have to do with me whether he's happy or not?"

"You, you." Mizar was at a loss for words, not knowing how to refute. He could only shake his head and say repeatedly, "Not good, this is not good.

Yun Hao's face raised a disdainful smile: "Head senior brother, head senior brother, after this Kunlun Martial Arts Practice